#AmericanWriters
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
915 Faith’—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not’— Too slender for the eye
It sounded as if the Streets were… And then– the Streets stood stil… Eclipse - was all we could see at… And Awe - was all we could feel. By and by - the boldest stole out…
405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness— I’m so accustomed to my Fate— Perhaps the Other—Peace—
115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,—
438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?
A Word dropped careless on a Page May stimulate an eye When folded in perpetual seam The Wrinkled Maker lie Infection in the sentence breeds
595 Like Mighty Foot Lights’—burned… At Bases of the Trees’— The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting’—to These’—
723 It tossed—and tossed— A little Brig I knew—o’ertook by… It spun—and spun— And groped delirious, for Morn—
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?